We have fights,
we have arguments.
All emotions come and go,
Chances are gone.
Now your ready to walk away,
Torn and weak for what i've made,
But what can I do but just to see you leave.
Its my fault it ended this far,
i dont want to but i cant force you to stay,
for making you stay would destroy you
untill nothings left of your humanity.
All I want is to make you happy,
but why did it all become sadness and pain.
maybe this is the end.